The Black Viceroys?
I'm sure I've heard the name before.
"They're a strong g**g. But they've got a weakness." He whispers quietly, as if someone would hear him.
"What?" I asks curiously.
"The g**g leader is young and heartbroken." He says.
"We just need to find a way to get to him." He adds.
"Yeah, no s**t!" I say, earning a glare from him.
"And how are we gonna do that?"
"I'm not so sure yet." He says, bowing his head down slightly, looking defeated.
"Cheer up, we'll figure it out." I say giving him a pat on the shoulder, feeling his muscles ripple from beneath my palm.
"So who's it? The name?" I ask, hoping I can do some research, because right now, I have no clue.
"Elijah." He mumbles quickly.
"What, who?" I ask in utter shock.
It couldn't be.
It can't be.
It f*****g-
